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Yeeun went quiet at the outburst and her head lowers slightly. “I’m sorry…” She pauses for a while but stays where she is. “I’m not going to leave though.” She’d never leave him in this state, even if he was horrible to her.

         “Thanks for the reminder.” His tone was serious, so he shot the other a quick smile to know he was joking. Shoving his hands into his pockets, Daesung shrugged. “I don’t know– Sometimes I’m fine - you just caught me on a bad day.”

（；へ：） = What makes the character cry

yugyeom shifted guiltily under the others gaze, not liking that he’d been caught out. “I’m not lying.” He mumbled under his breath; tail lowered out of uncomfortableness. “I’m just… I don’t know–” He didn’t want to tell the other he’d got his ass handed to him in a fight, easier to ignore the situation and hope it went away. “It’s just not important enough to talk about.”

         Despite the extra help, Yugyeom had never been too graceful. After stealing from a small fruit stand, the lady behind it had shouted two cops that just happened to be patrolling the area over. The faunus made a run for it; laughing as he twisted round corners and clambered over things to get away. He knew he couldn’t run forever and after running into the towns library, he’d found the perfect place to hide - a cleaning cupboard.

         He ran full speed towards it, jumping over tables and making a large ruckus as he did so. Just as he was about to reach it, someone walked in the way, oh well, no time to waste. Yugyeom bumped straight into her and ended up pushing her into the closet with him and closing the door. His breathing was all over the place from running for so long and it took a few seconds to realise how tight the space was. He was trapped between the door and her, his tail trapped uncomfortably behind him.

         “Ow–” He muttered, leaning into her for a minute as his tail moved out from under him. “Sorry about this– It’ll be over soon.”

Just a quick rush to the nearest library; what was the book she was looking for called again? It seemed like an endless game of hide and seek, and god, she felt like she would never be able to find that stupid A Farewell To Arms. Such an odd name and the storyline was probably lame as fuck, considering she had to go through its pages for English class. Deep sigh was given, there it was, she grasped it and made her way through the slim passages inbetween the book shelves.

Her eyes were glued to the object in her hands as she examined it lazily. Did indeed seem to be quite boring, but hey, you know what they always say: don’t judge a book by it’s cover. So she concentrated on the few lines printed on the back of the book, trying to comprehend what exactly it could be about. And then she was literally smashed into a small spaced sort of cupboard, her head jerking against the wooden wall of it, causing her to release a squeal in pain. What on earth. 

   “Ow?! Ow indeed! That fucking hurt, you idiot-”

She was angered by the sudden attack and squinted her lids in attempt to eye the stranger’s face. There didn’t seem to be a big age difference between them, that’s at least what it looked like.

Vincent was never one to get embarrassed, but he could feel a slight inkling of the emotion as he received responses at last. It seemed as if Daesung was fine, which was a relief - something he could willingly admit considering the other man held his interest so well. His own texts almost seemed pathetic now, but he decided to brush that thought aside and hopefully distract from it with his next series of messages.